"YOUihsjndn...lkdlfjdihfdj....Fkjkfknskuckkkkkkk!" I garble.
"I'm sorry, mine again." His lips twitch at the corners as I yank my brush from my mouth.
He bloody well knows what's wrong with me.
"See....riooo.....ously!" I garble again, my words a little more comprehensible with the absence of my brush, but the paste is still hindering proper speech.
He rolls his eyes,sudden picks me up and taking me to the bathroom.
"Spit." he say as he places me on my feet.
I rid my mouth of all the paste and turn to face my unreasonable control freak.
"When that's all with this? And when did you moved my stuff in?" I wave my arm around in the general direction of everything.
He clamps his lips together to suppress a smile and leans forward, licking off the remnants of the paste from around my mouth, his hot tongue sweeping across my bottom lip slowly.
